Luyện nghe bài hát (outro)

Bomb ass
Ma ooh you got bomb, know you got it
Ma ooh, you got some ass pussy
Ma I you got that bomb bomb pussy

(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the begin

(Whachu doin?) chillin at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my won't you bring four of your friends
(What we do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the begin

Peeps call me upphone ringsaid it's a ho-tel
Just bring the liquor there's already shawties
I'm on my way (way) let me by the store
Get a 12 pack of Corona, an ounce of 'dro, ya know?
Now I'm on Highway 2-7 need a natural road
I'm already blowed, hit I'm a be be blowed some mo'
Pulled up, parked, rims still spinning
Valet look like he in the and must be winning
To 490 I'm headed, on my way up
There's three girls on the like "wassup"
I told em follow me knew I had it cracking B
One "ain't you that boy that be on BET?"
"Ya me, Ching-a-ling equipped wit much ding-a-ling"
Knock on the door I'm on the scene of
in, Henny bottle to the face
Fuck it then, feel like my head a toxic
There's pretty girls in herre, I heard em whispering
Talking bout "that's that dude that sing Thurr' he glistening"
I ain't come to talk (talk) I ain't to sit (sit)
What I for was to find out who I'm gon hit, aww shit

(Whachu doin?) Nothing at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on other and sip on some Hen
One thing to another let the party begin

Ma showed up "what's the hold up?"
Man know get them wraps and roll up
I a chick in the bathroom seeing what's poppin
You know what's on my mind, shirts off and dropping
knocking on the door drunk, and silly
The said "can I be in yo video" I'm like "yeah!", "oh really?"
Now she naked teasing, me I'm just cheesing
She me a reason to be a damn heathen
Handled that, ol' G, bring tha camera
I thought about, no footage while I ram her
Walked out the bathroom smiling, cats still
Sharing the next room wit some lookin like they from an island

(Whachu doin?) chillin at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on Hen
One leading to another let the party begin

Stop, drop, KABOOM!, baby rub on ya
Some me Ludacris, some call me Mr. Wiggles
Far from little, make ya mammary glands
Got 'em control, the bowl of tender biddles
giggles, I can't stop until it tickles
Just play a little "D" and I'll make ya dribble
and Kibbles, got 'em all after the pickle
I swing it like a bat, but these balls are not
Hit 'em in triples, wit no strikes, stripes, or
I felt this good, since my wood lived off a thistle
Sippin' ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and nickels
For shizzle dizzle, I'm on a with the Big Snoop Dizzle
Let the Henny trickle, down the beat, wit a ghetto
I done blazed the instrumental, laid it and simple
Getting brain in the rental, I done did it
My eyes chinky, I'm wit Chingy, at the In

(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your
(What we do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party

Yeah, let the party begin,
Ling, all the way in St. Louis
My nigga Chingy, Disturbing Tha
Luda, Luda, hard on you hoes
Yeah bitch, four of ya friends
me at the Holidae In
Bring a of that Hen, some DSOP
Oh wee, and light that icky
And we gone do the damn
Now I'm talking bout
We disturb the peace right now
Yeah we ain't doing nothing but
We and nuttin'
Know what I'm talking bout, so push the
You know happenin', fa shizzle, uh huh
Yeah bitch, trying to run from this
You can't out run the bitch, I done told you